crossover

Reality is for people who can't handle drugs

can't you see that i'm not straight edge
you can tell by the look in my eye
i hear that shit you preach
it's so far out of reach
you meaningless x's don't cry

it's done man
yes, it's done man
yes, it's done
we know your scene is gone
yes it's gone,
it's gone

train of thought that you'll outgrow
it's only a matter of time
i'm old enough to think
so i'm old enough to drink
i won't ebb with your tide
hide behind your x's,
that is fine
but keep it to yourself don't you get it,
admit it this phase is for the under twenty one